Chapter Eight.
She was held at gunpoint by him, tilting her head slightly upwards, but showing no signs of fear in her expression. "Shoot, Fu Shenxing. If you have any courage left, just shoot me dead with one bullet."
He laughed in anger, curled his lips, and asked her with a smile that was not quite a smile, "What? Do you really want me to send someone to invite your parents over, is that it?"
Fu Shenxing was stunned for a moment. Only then did he understand her intention. A murderous intent surged in his eyes. She couldn't even see his movements clearly before he pressed the gun against her forehead.
He originally wanted to humiliate her soul, but now he only wants to conquer her body. She somehow got hold of the gun and pressed it against his chest before he could react, gritting her teeth and pulling the trigger without hesitation.
Fu Shenxing's smile froze at the corner of his lips. He silently looked at her for a moment before giving a faint smile again. "Of course, it can be used," he said, then turned to look at the boss and gently reminded, "Mr. He's husband will be back tomorrow, so be careful not to cause any conflicts between them."
She didn't say anything, and slowly closed her eyes.
The man and woman were frightened by the gun in his hand, and they ran out in a panic. Fu Shenxing kicked the door and pulled He Yan to the bedside, lightly tapping her forehead with the muzzle of the gun, "Not afraid of death, are you? I want to see how unafraid you are!" He released the safety catch, coldly commanding her, "Kneel down!"
He was momentarily embarrassed by her, gripping her slender shoulders with both hands, exerting force to pull her away and push her back, angrily asking her, "Are you crazy?"
This enchanting appearance is too seductive, even making him, who is usually calm and composed, feel a bit swollen. He rarely feels annoyed and restless, coldly asking, "What? Do you want to seduce me?"
She struggled, her eyes staring at him fiercely. If looks could kill, he felt like his body would have been riddled with holes by now. But instead, her gaze excited him, as if his blood was on fire, and the desire to conquer her grew even stronger.
He leaned against the wall, looking at her with indifferent eyes and a slight upward curve at the corner of his lips, mockingly asking her, "What? It's really unexpected. Miss He is quite a talent." He slowly moved his gaze up and down, assessing her relatively intact clothing, and sighed, "To be able to escape unscathed from the hands of an abuser, Miss He does have some skills."
"Want to die, is it?" He asked her with a dark face and a cold voice.
The man was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but burst into laughter, picked her up from the sofa, and walked towards the second floor. She obediently snuggled in the man's arms, looked over his shoulder at Fu Shenxing by the window, who was also looking at her, smiling slightly, slowly raised his glass to toast her. She responded with a contemptuous smile, telling herself that as long as she persevered, all the hardships would eventually pass.
No, it's not because I can't reason with animals. I just wanted to tell you... She laughed mockingly, tiptoed, provocatively approached him little by little. Just as his brows furrowed, she suddenly covered his mouth.
Keep going, no matter what she will face, she must persevere and wait for the moment when he lets his guard down, then defeat him and send him back to hell.
Exhilarating and thrilling, yet also dangerous and intense.
Her body stiffened suddenly, her eyes staring at him intently, tightly clenching her teeth. After a while, she slowly bent her knees, until she knelt at his feet.
When she lifted her head, she saw Fu Shenxing in the mirror.
He even had a thought, what he is feeling now is exactly what the skinny monkey experienced at that time. Death took away his life, but also brought him happiness.
He really knows everything, knows that Liang Yuanze will be back tomorrow, so he deliberately came today to humiliate her. He deliberately left a loophole, hoping to lure her into a desperate situation, and then watch her struggle desperately but helplessly, just like a cat playing with a mouse before killing it!
He was not provoked by her, a dangerous smirk appeared on his lips, he remained silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her hair, dragging her into the corridor, casually kicking open a room door, and throwing her in. Inside the room, a half-dressed couple was tumbling, the man inevitably filled with anger, about to burst into a rage, but when he saw Mr. Fu Shenxing at the door, he was stunned, "Mr. Fu?"
Her whole body was trembling, tears were constantly swirling in her eyes, and her lips were trembling uncontrollably. He almost thought that she would burst into tears and cry out loud in the next moment, but she stubbornly bit her lips, tried to widen her eyes, and forcibly suppressed the moisture in her eyes.
She withdrew her gaze and looked at the fat man in front of her, her face showing a faint blush, as if restraining her shyness. She softly requested him, "Boss Zhang, how about we change places? I don't want to be seen by them." As she spoke, she lightly bit her lower lip and leaned closer to the man's ear, saying, "Even if they look, they won't pay."
This feels very strange, that woman you deeply hate, stubborn and fierce, she used to be high and glamorous, but now, she kneels humiliated at your feet, with unwillingness and resentment, ... doing the most intimate things for you ... . This woman, she can bring you more excitement and stimulation, far more than other women.
As if the pleasure was surging like a tide, it kept washing over his body layer by layer. In the endless joy, he lowered his head to look at her. As if she had not yet recovered from the previous incident, she stared at him in shock, with her eyes widened and her face no longer showing the past defiance and indifference, but rather a bewildered confusion.
He laughed coldly at this appearance, deliberately increasing the strength, ravaging and acting recklessly on her, leaving countless bruises on her chest, waist, thighs, and even her back... She never stopped struggling, even when he had already entered her, but this resistance only made him more excited.
The expected gunshot did not sound, the pistol with the safety on only made a "click" sound. She was stunned for a moment, and he had already grabbed the gun, swiftly removed the magazine with one hand.
He was suppressing her, fixing her wrists above her head, slightly lifting his body to look at her, and asking, "Why? Because your husband is coming back? Afraid of leaving marks on your body?"
何妍拼命地挣扎起来, ``你别碰我!''
Her eyes burned with hatred as she was forced to approach him, touching him with warm and moist lips. In almost the blink of an eye, the desire that had just receded surged up again. He seemed to be dizzy, abandoning his calm and self-control, throwing his gun aside and pushing her.
"Mad? I'm not mad," she said, squinting her cat-like eyes. Her fragrant and alluring body leaned weakly against the sink, and she licked her lips with a lingering tongue, savoring something exquisite bit by bit.
She bit her lip and endured the humiliation, which satisfied him and inexplicably excited him. He stood there, lowered his head, squinted at her, and slowly moved his palm along her warm and smooth cheek, finally stopping at her chin, lifting her face, and forcing her to reveal her delicate white teeth. He threatened in a soft voice, "Please make sure to control your sharp little fangs, don't let them cause trouble for you."
He raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked her, "Are you trying to reason with me?"
Almost as if by magic, he suddenly lowered his head and forcefully covered her lips. Her lips were tender, soft, and slightly warm, perhaps due to swelling. Sucking on them felt particularly elastic in his mouth. Going further inside, between their lips and teeth, inside their mouths, on the tip of his tongue, his taste was everywhere.
She will never let him have his way, never!